| Cos we Both Love Poo |
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| I love poo |
| Other's think |
| I'm really strange and my hand stinks |
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| I'm alone |
| Here I am |
| But have you met a Klinkerman |
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| Trudy Walker you're like kin to me |
| Hairy Klinkers are my fantasy |
| Love your dancing, and I love your shoes |
| It's amazing cos we both love poo |
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| Poo is life |
| Poo is free |
| But it's so lush, we both agree |
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| I love plops, they can be plump or flat |
| Drop your nuggets right into my hat |
| See what I've made with this turd and glue |
| It's amazing cos we both love poo |
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| I'm Trudy |
| You're Klinker |
| I'm Klinker |
| You're Trudy |
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| Love the things that you do with your plop |
| I love turds so much I'll never stop |
| See me smear them, it's just what I do |
| It's amazing cos we both love poo |
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| Klinkerman you are so cool and tall |
| Brilliant tricks and you are really small |
| I love klinkers just as much as you |
| It's amazing cos we both love poo |
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